The Faded Attic

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The Faded Attic

The feast in the refectory of St. Jude’s was a grotesque parody of joy, the air thick with the scent of roasted lamb and stale wine. Thomas, twelve years old and hungry for more than bread, watched the Master, Brother Aldous, preside over the table with hands that trembled like dry leaves in a gale. The plague was not merely a sickness; it was a black glass that formed under the skin, turning...

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